I know, with certainty that everyone of us has struggles and unpleasent surprises, nasty things that creep up unsuspectedly and ruin our, oh so comfortable, routine. When this sequence of planned days is segmented by the unforseen, all productivity ceases. At least that is the case in my life. Because advancing age brings with it lowered energy levels, productivity falls. Recently were shocked by a waterfall cascading through a lightfixture, one of the ubiquitous recessed things. It came from the floor of a small balcony above which was in need of complete reconstruction. Everyone knows what that entails. Dust, dirt and more dust and dirt. As we expected guests, we cleaned and cleaned. The result was that I was too tired to write.
Published on February 15, 2011 12:19